Chrysalis To A Butterfly [Kiana Kaslana X Male OC]

Case I: Kiana Kaslana

I was born on December 7th, 1998, or at least that's what was told to me. I don't remember the face of my mother from memories, and the only memory I had of my father was from the day when he held me crying as he ran through the snowy fields. I remember the wolves' music by the moon and snow on my cheeks as I gazed at his face for the first time.

My first thought at that time was, he is my father. But what is a father? I didn't know at that time. I think I don't even understand now but I felt safe in his arms. And that was my first memory as a human in this world.

I didn't have a name for a very long time. At least back then, it felt like a long time; I would sit in a log cabin for days looking out of a small window pane, waiting for my father, whose name I still didn't know, but his presence made me feel safe and warm.

Nights were the toughest as there wasn't a single light source in the cabin. All we had was a bundle of cream-coloured wax candles illuminating the room in a reddish hue; it would give my white hair a glistening red glow. That made me feel happy for reasons I still don't understand. And then, day after day, I would do the same every night, burn a single candle and watch my hair glow red until its light ran out.

However, there were also days when my father would come home early, sometimes he would be in his senses, wreathed in wounds and painted in blood, and there were times he would simply reek of alcohol and gaze at me with a look that scared me but then moments later it would soften as tears would form in his eyes.

My time in that cabin was short and uneventful, but I loved it. But those days had to come to an end.

End?

Yes. It had to end. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I was weak and pathetic. I was scared to even speak to him or even ask for his name. My very own father, whom I loved, I was frightened to learn about him because I felt if I did this warm happy days would come to an end. My reality would shatter, but if there is one consistent thing in this world, it's change.

And that is what happened. On December 7th, 2007, a honkai beast attacked our cabin. It was strong enough to overpower my father, and I sat inside scared, my arms trembling as my fingers gripped the cold metallic hilt of the gun I was given to protect myself. I didn't even know how it worked, but then I saw him, his right arm torn, as the honkai beast jumped to devour him.

At that moment, something shattered within me; I remember hearing the crackling sound as a voice, sweet yet filled with malice, whispered, 'Let me handle it. I will protect him.' I remember nothing after that. There's a blank in my memory.

"Kiana... " I remember his kind and warm voice whisper. As I felt something embracing me. So warm, I had thought, but when I opened my eyes, I saw a scenery I could never forget. A wasteland stood in place of our cabin; the evergreen pine trees were burning as my father held me, his blue eyes filled with love as he said.

"From today, your name has been Kiana Ksalana. Don't you ever let her win Kiana "

It was the happiest day of my life, and the day I would see him for the last time.

After that day, the girl named Kiana Kaslana would venture out to the world. A world she had no knowledge of, and yet she would jump into it, and the path she would choose would bring her pain and inescapable destiny, but what's more important is after all that, she would also encounter the most beautiful thing in this world.